Jrwi Jay - Tumblr Posts
i dont think ive shared her on this yet, more jay for the girls /gender neutral
i swear im gonna learn how to draw backgrounds soon
ramble time (my way of drawing a jay ferin design /i am crazy about her)
- i usually give her curly hair cause. yeah. it just fits for her yknow crazy bitch /aff gets crazy hair
- blue highlights (in hair); i really like the “blue jay” nickname (i forgot when it comes up) and orange and blue work sooo well together
-tattoos; this one i again go for the bird stuff- on her collarbone i usually draw a feather, on her arms are gusts of wind (even though it NEVER looks like it i swear thats what it is). these wind tattoos would have been fire ones, but wind coded jay has all my heart on one arm she has a normal bird design. i draw the other tattoos she has canonically i swear
- freckles: ginger
- goggles: yes i know they dont look like welding goggles ill admit it but they look cool and jay’s a silly tinkerer
- face details: in older drawings i give her black eye shadow and other things, but in newer ones i just make her look tired cause lets be honest, dealing with the dumbasses? girl is EXHAUSTED for sure. i make her eyes a darker blue just cause i think it fits more and darker eye colors look awesome
more art soon cause im trying to be Active on tumblr (worst sentence to say ever)
Jay Ferin!
Best Girlboss of the Riptide Pirates
omg haiii!!! i just finished jrwi riptide and i've decided to use this account to post my fanart, so here's some of it! (also, i don't really have the habit of finishing my art so don't be mean please) (also i don't know how to use tumblr)
**LOUD CHEERS FROM THE AUDIENCE** **SOMEONE SCREAMS** *CLAPPING AND WHISTLING**
-Taps mic-
"Jay Ferin"
"Because!" Gillion shouts, refusing to be dislodged. "Because if I know what is wrong I can fix it and you won't die again or at least I will have done everything I could to stop it and when I wake up again I will not look at you-" he hiccups, a sound Chip has never heard Gillion make and does not like hearing one bit as the triton fights back tears. "Because I do not want to look at you when I wake up and see only how I failed. To have the peace of sleep snatched away is bad enough but to have the peace I feel being with you taken too? I can not do that, Chip. I can not lose that. You. Again. So I ask again for you to tell me what has you trying to hide from me." I'm crying I'm sobbing I'm AT THE DINNER TABLE AND TEARS ARE DROPPING FROM MY EYES
Sending Jay ahead was the right thing to do. It was.
But every minute on his own now is worse and worse and worse. It feels like the sun is setting quicker than he's moving, the shadows of the village getting darker and not really any bigger as they travel. Out there, past the small village, rocks the rowboat they arrived in, and further still the dipping sun over the water he and Gillion call home.
Puddle is going as fast as they can, Chip knows this, recognises the signs of an animal pushing themself further than their limits allow. Chip and Puddle. Racing down an empty road with urgency pumping their hearts and, at least for Chip, a screaming void in his head blocking all cohesive thought. The bracelet on his wrist is useless so far from its counterpart but Chip strains regardless to make sure he notices the very second he's close enough to make out the familiar presence of Gillion's mind nestled next to his.
Jay is barely a shadow in the sky when he sees her dip back towards land, still a distance from the village and her mother and Gillion Gillion Gillion. His breath scratches in his throat as he watches, waiting to check that she lands on her feet and keeps going, that, despite no shot ringing out, she hasn't been shot down. But no. Of course not. She's moving. Not even a stumble. Her hair is catching the fading light and the idea that they might still be too late is sickening, enough for his stomach to drop and his hands to shake. With every second they aren't there, every moment the spell isn't being done, Gillion is fading. Gillion is dying. Alone. Without either of them. With a stranger he was so desperate to still look his best in front of upon meeting, a stranger who doesn't know him!
May won't thread new braids into his hair in comfort like Jay does. May won't kiss his cheeks like Chip does every night before sleeping just to make the triton smile and stop his constant motion for a heartbeat. She won't know he doesn't like his hand held by anyone but his closest friends, Chip or Jay or Caspian. Will she work out that he needs to be kept damp? That he's more likely to drink if she offers water with salt mixed in? He needs to drink. Needs his strength.
Jay is flying again, in short bursts now as she tries to make the most of her energy. An angel in the sky. He has to fight back the tide of self-disgust he feels for having no true part in helping here. She'd have gotten the gemstones without him. Maybe even been quicker about it.
Puddle slips on a loose rock and Chip slides, clawing his way back up to being steady on the raccoon's back. Of all the bloody minded things for Gillion to do with the last of his magic, to turn a perfectly suited horse into a raccoon just because they were Jay's favourite. Because he wants to make them smile even when he's dying.
Chips shakes his head and focuses on the flare of Jay's orange hair until she vanishes between the buildings.
***
It's hard. The bed he's on, he means, and it isn't swaying with the bone deep sense of home innate to the waves he's always in or on.
Land? Where were they heading last?
Why is everything so blurry? So dark?
Continue Reading on AO3 or under the break...
He twists towards the side, hoping to turn over and find Chip or Jay nearby to ask his questions to.
Something stops him short. Tight resistance around wrists he cannot shift and legs he cannot feel and a chest he doesn't recognise the shape and agony of.
Where?
Kind words, a gentle but firm voice. Unfamiliar. Unknown. Where's Chip? Where's Jay?
Pretzel?
Oh. There.
Pretzel. In his hair, above his head. He can't hear her chirruping purring sound but he can feel it, vaguely. Half removed from the idea of sensation entirely.
He thinks he manages to convince his body to say something, a hand touches his own and he flinches away. It retreats and settles on his shoulder instead, over his wetsuit.
The flinch hurt.
The voice is starting to sound urgent.
It's dark.
And the world isn't swaying.
And his friends aren't here. Maybe it's a nightmare. Maybe he just has to grit his teeth and wake up eventually.
***
The streets are more full than normal, what with the Den being closed for business for the night. Jay dips and throws herself round corners and shortcuts with the surety of being home. People are calling greetings to her, making friendly jabs at her frantic pace.
She ignores every last one of them. There's no time to worry about good impressions, no spare seconds to feel anxious about being nice. They'll forgive her. Most of them watched her grow up, after all.
She's not sure she can stand for Gillion to die in her home. Not sure how to reconcile the loss with what this place has always been, what she wants it to always be.
But if she doesn't get these stupid gems there soon, before the sun sets fully probably, knowing their portentously shitty luck, well. Then she won't have a choice about it all.
The world will be new again, without Gillion.
It's a world she doesn't want to wake to.
***
They're dead.
That's the truth of it, that's the burning in his chest, the cause of the vice around his heart. That's why Pretzel is so upset somewhere above him, petting him like he's the one injured. He is, he supposes, if they're both dead.
What's left for him, what is destiny worth if he can't use it to protect them?
They died in his arms. Under his hands. With their eyes looking up into his for help, for rescue. He let them down. He let them die.
So maybe he just needs to wake up.
Or does he?
Which world is real?
Didn't he wake up earlier? With the knife? The ice knife?
He needs water. Needs to make another. Needs to check. Jay will just heal him if it's real-
If it's real then Jay is dead.
Fuck.
Someone is talking to him still. Have they always been? A woman. Talking. Asking him questions, it's in the lilt of her tone, she expects an answer.
He tries to shape a name, a question in return.
"Chip?"
He doesn't hear an answer so he tries again, screaming through the pain of grief; he never wanted to meet grief like this. Not with them.
"Jay?"
There's a gurgling sound and he fears it may have been him. There's movement. A shaking. A rocking but not the sea. Like a body coughing and bending up only to fall back with the effort. Like when Chip was having his nightmares and couldn't stop, couldn't think, couldn't understand. Chip…
Dead.
They're both dead.
Right.
Ice knife.
Wake up.
Or are they...
...if they're....then…
***
Chip falls off of Puddle into the dust of the street just as they pass the first home. His knees scrape and the pain is so far away, locked up in a chest in the back of his head for later. The trousers he loves, that Ollie has embroidered silly little sea birds onto the cuffs of under Drey’s patient tutelage, they're maybe ripped. His skin is maybe split and bleeding, the palm of one hand is for sure, blood smearing sticky and wet on his forehead as he pushes his hair out of his eyes, fixes his coat so he can breathe to run.
Puddle collapses into an exhausted lump and Chip would feel bad if he had any time.
As it is, he's scrambling to his feet, checking the bracelet is still on his wrist, and is bolting to the Eagle's Den with only a shout of apology over his shoulder to the creature.
People out are slow moving, glorying in what, to them, is the tail end of a beautiful sunset and the start of a warm, sparklingly starlit night. They are not best pleased when he pushes past them, gasping out more apologies that he knows they won't hear as he rushes past, leaping onto and over boxes outside homes and fences separating gardens and growing plots. He doesn't stop. Cannot stop.
The cresting wave of another's thoughts alongside his own hits hard, nearly knocking him off his feet again, absolutely punching the air from his already tight lungs. He's delirious still, jumping from one half formed idea to the next, remembering and imagining and percieving everything altogether in one muddled mess. It sort of hurts to try to look at too closely but it's still so faint that Chip doesn't dare take his focus away. Gillion can't hear him in return, he knows that, but this way he can know if Jay is there, if the spell is being done.
Only...nothing. Gillion is so far gone, slowing and slurring even in his mind...no…
Chip hops the last fence in his way and pushes through the burning in his lungs, the closed door ahead taunting him. Tempting him. Teasing with what little good he'll even be able to do in this situation when he does get there.
Gillion's thoughts vanish in one silent drop three steps away from the door.
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!! MAJOR JRWI EPISODE 114 SPOILERS AHEAD !!
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I just had a sick and twisted fucking thought about episode 114 and I need to share it to the world.
Okay, so Chip realises his mistake- trusting Gillion's clone and failing to see the red flags because, well it's Gill (I could go on a rant about this too)- Gillion's clone has pushed him to the ground and is towering over him. If Chip could bleed, his nose would probably be bloody.
And at this exact moment, where Chip can't use his magic to defend himself and his best-friend is threatening to kill him- we cut back to the real Gillion, who is running up these flights of stairs away from a monster that could literally breathe on him and end his life, he's on 1HP.
AND HERE'S THE THING. HERE'S WHAT I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT.
Destiny's Blade glows in Gillion's hands and whispers that, 'Chip is about to die.'
Gillion- with zero hesitation- goes running to find him and save his life.
THIS SCENE HAS SO MANY LAYERS TO IT- YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW, MAN- ISTG.
So, for starters, Chip is undead- he physically cannot die, or at least not very easily; I'm guessing that it would take an incredibly powerful, god like entity/bad guy to actually end his undead life now. And yet, Destiny's Blade says that he's about to die.
The blade itself was designed for slaying the undead and the evil entities Gillion himself was designed to fight against- but when it comes to Chip, there's nothing Gillion wouldn't do to protect him with this sword. And that reflects on Destiny's Blade, I would imagine- the blade supports Gillion's destiny, his fight for good.
And to add to this, I don't know if Chip actually could've been killed by clone Gillion- but the idea that he came close and that the sword instinctually reached out to save his life is just- WRAH.
It also highlights just how scared Chip was, because he couldn't fight the clone even if he wanted to, not only because of the magic barrier- but because it's Gill, his co-captain, his best-friend, his paladin (a pirate and his paladin I'm sorry- I love them sm lmao).
And yes, Gillion is known for taking ridiculous risks to keep his friends safe, willing to take every blow and keep fighting like it doesn't hurt because he's a knight, he was trained for this, this is what he's good at- but he runs to find Chip, ON 1HP. I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH- THIS MAN WAS IN PIECES, HIS SKIN HAD BEEN TAKEN FROM HIM, AND IF NOT FOR THE DEATH WARD HE PROBABLY WOULD'VE DIED. But he runs off to find him anyway, no hesitation, no thought of his own well-being, only that Chip is in serious danger and he needs to save him. He won't let him die twice.
PRAYING THAT SOMEONE READS THROUGH THIS TANGENT TBH BECAUSE I'M GOING INSANE RIGHT NOW- I'M SORRY THIS IS SO LONG LMAO 😭🙏
O7
happy day 100 of riptide hiatus. we’ve gone 100 days without jay ferin
this is genuinely the worst thing i’ve ever made. the cake was still too warm after an hour of cooling so the frosting and sprinkles melted. day 100 without jay ferin landed on april fools day too.
here’s to patiently waiting for the hiatus to end and appreciating all that the council’s done o7
GUYS
GUYS I'M BOOKBINDING FANFICTION WHAT SHOULD I TITLE IT???
IT'S FISH AND CHIPS ONESHOTS AND ALSO SOME LIKE QUEEN AND GRYFFON AND ALSO MAYBE LIKE SOME OTHER STUFF
MOSTLY RIPTIDE THO
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I might be tweaking but this could be the best jrwi animatic ever
WAIT WAIT WAIT I AHVE A WORD FOR THAT
Jrwi riptide makes me feel an emotion that doesn’t exist
what did they put in that podcast?!??
Finally got a Tumblr, might as well establish myself as the nerd I am with a JRWI art dump also so I can subject y’all with pain in the near future ahahahhahahahahahhahahah AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
i wanna talk about jay ferin for a second, aka ms. slay ferin
i've been thinking about this since chip got his fire powers. i always expected Jay to be the one with the fire because that's been such a motif throughout her character. her family are the spicy birds!! that's their thing!! i was totally expecting a phoenix situation.
but she actively chose NOT to follow in those footsteps. she learned how to make things instead of breaking them like her father. she became who SHE wants to be, not who anyone expected her to be. and i think she's just so cool for it
My current mood is listening to hopeless romantic songs (such as When He Sees Me from waitress) and putting it to Jay about Chip and Gillion but it's in the most platonic context possible. She's just anxious and like "what if my friends don't like me?" when it's so obvious they do.
I constantly have it in my mind that Gillion is three years older than Chip. Gillion, yes, Gillion mother fucking Tidestrider, is the oldest of the albatrio.
It's funny on a base level, Gillion is oldest yet the others need to babysit him. Gillion is the oldest but he knows the least. Haha.
It's less funny if you think about Chip being 8 years old, happy with the black rose pirates and then Gillion. Gillion who is eleven and training to be a weapon for others.
It's less funny if you think about Jay, 12 and spending time with her mom and sister. Gillion, 13, who can't remember his mom and almost expects his sister's hugs to hurt because the only contact he gets is hit over the head for failing again.
Chip, 14, Jay, 16, able to act out and cause trouble, because they're teenagers, why not goof around? And then Gillion, who's 17 and told to be an adult and act like it. But he can't change how he acts, because being mature has always been the standard expectation, he doesn't know how to be an adult when that's already what he's been his whole life.
Chip, 18 and he is scared to kill someone because killing is bad. Jay, 20 and her sister is dead and she is heartbroken. Gill, 21 and he is already used to killing, and he never sees his sister anyways, and he ruins his life. He ruins his life doing wha he thought was right, doing what they taught him to do.
Gillion is three years older than Chip, a year older than Jay. And it seems insignificant until you think about those years being stolen from him. It took Gillion 22 years to be free. Chip was free off and on, he had a childhood, Jay was never held back, she had a childhood.
Gillion didn't.
Guess who got Just Rolled With It and is on episode 62 of riptide rolled and is going absolutely feral.
This bitch.
JRWI fanart below the cut! Spoilers for JRWI: Riptide!
AAAUUGGH I just finished the Block arc. I haven't listened to the episodes after yet, but there BETTER be a timeskip to a few weeks after they escaped, with those intervening weeks being spent snuggled up in bed recovering from their grievous injuries. If that is not what happens and they are being pursued or something next time I hit play I'm gonna cry.
also I imagine Gill is the sort of person who is really comforting to hug or hold hands with..... everyone just grabs onto him whenever they're feeling low
Twisted! Jay, She's here!
Jay was hard for me to figure out in the au, because I can't imagine that she'd act very differently. So I decided that she wouldn't be changed very much. I think the biggest difference is that she's more selfishly smart. Don't get me wrong, of the three of them, she is the one with the most actual morality! But a lot of her morals are basically just drilled into her from her navy training. She has a view of good and evil, and she's fully aware that the crew of the Albatross tip more towards the evil side.
In this au she immediately told Chip that she was a spy, because she pretty quickly figured out that if she betrayed him, he would kill her. So instead she decided to take the brutally honest take with him. Jay in this au rarely, if ever, lies to Chip and Gill. This quickly builds trust with them. It also means that she's the one who keeps them from just murdering people. She often tries to do the moral thing of saving people, and roping Gill in on it too.
Just because she's the goodest of the three, doesn't mean that she's a good person. If things are going wrong she'll do her best to save her own skin. She's so honest with the boys as a tactic to keep herself safe. In this au, Jay while honest, is very cautious and kinda closed off, no she won't lie, but she doesn't go out of her way to talk or share things about herself. In fact, she does her best to not piss them off. She is still a spy after all, even if they know about it.